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"
What
do
you
know
of
my
position
,
that
you
dare
to
judge
me
?
"
cried
Nastasia
,
quivering
with
rage
,
and
growing
terribly
white
.
"
I
know
this
much
,
that
you
did
not
go
out
to
honest
work
,
but
went
away
with
a
rich
man
,
Rogojin
,
in
order
to
pose
as
a
fallen
angel
.
I
do
n't
wonder
that
Totski
was
nearly
driven
to
suicide
by
such
a
fallen
angel
.
"
"
Silence
!
"
cried
Nastasia
Philipovna
.
"
You
are
about
as
fit
to
understand
me
as
the
housemaid
here
,
who
bore
witness
against
her
lover
in
court
the
other
day
.
She
would
understand
me
better
than
you
do
.
"
"
Probably
an
honest
girl
living
by
her
own
toil
.
Why
do
you
speak
of
a
housemaid
so
contemptuously
?
"
"
I
do
not
despise
toil
;
I
despise
you
when
you
speak
of
toil
.
"
"
If
you
had
cared
to
be
an
honest
woman
,
you
would
have
gone
out
as
a
laundress
.
"
Both
had
risen
,
and
were
gazing
at
one
another
with
pallid
faces
.
"
Aglaya
,
do
n't
!
This
is
unfair
,
"
cried
the
prince
,
deeply
distressed
.
Rogojin
was
not
smiling
now
;
he
sat
and
listened
with
folded
arms
,
and
lips
tight
compressed
.
